It was still the New Year season before the fifteenth day, and decorations were everywhere. In Medicine King Hall, red Peach Talismans still hung above the windows of every courtyard.
In Shang Yunfang's small courtyard, two evergreen pines stood tall.
When Chen Ku asked what a guild cooperative conference was, he also pondered. This guild cooperative conference... it sounded like a gathering where everyone discussed matters. He found himself somewhat lost in thought. Could doing business in Baojiao County really be so harmonious?
Shang Yunfang, however, slowly and leisurely said, "The guild cooperative conference is no place for gentlemanly manners or feasting. That place is truly perilous."
"Hmm? How so? Please enlighten me, Master."
Chen Ku pricked up his ears. Could it be that the conference is actually a place for fighting?
"Not exactly, but you're not far off. You don't see swords or spears, but it's more dangerous than facing blades head-on."
